Martial arts start from Xiaobing in Xiangyang City

Chapter 2 Out of the City
If you stand guard, your body may not be able to bear it overnight, and it is not surprising that someone died.

On the contrary, patrolling is somewhat better, and you can eavesdrop on some conversations.

Most of the tents were pitch black, and there was no movement, but some tents were lit with candles, and some whispers sounded.

Lin Qing and his comrades patrolled separately, and when they saw no one around, they stopped to inquire.

"I heard that Mongolia has invited the tantric powerhouse Jinlun Fawang, and he will go to battle someday? I don't know if Xiangyang City can still be defended!"

"What's so scary, don't we have Guo Jing and Guo Daxia?"

"Hey, talking about Guo Daxia, his lovely wife is really sweet, it makes people feel turbulent."

"Hush! Don't talk nonsense about this, in case Guo Daxia finds out..."

"Cut! What do you really think Guo Jing can do to me? Tell you, although Guo Jing is the lord of the city, my uncle has the final say on the barracks. We just have to rely on him to deal with Mongolia, otherwise he will be ostracized immediately. Do you really think you are an onion? As long as our army creates a rebellion, the city will immediately be chaotic, do you believe it or not?"

……

Lin Qing was shocked when he heard it, but he didn't expect this to be the world of divine carvings.

Although he knew from Xiaobing's memory that this was Xiangyang City, Lin Qing didn't think about the world of the Condor God.

What made him even more unexpected was that the barracks that the Condors had never paid attention to turned out to look like this?

From the other party's mouth, Lin Qing guessed that it should be the prince of the military camp or something.

"I don't know if things are as he said, but it's obvious that he doesn't know how powerful and terrifying it is. It's easy to kill him, even if his uncle is the actual person in power in the military camp, it's useless."

With a sneer, Lin Qing heard the sound of footsteps, and immediately the footsteps moved, and the figure disappeared quickly like a shadow.

In the middle of the night, Lin Qing found a corner where no one was around, and practiced marksmanship and body skills.

Although the system allowed him to automatically master the two martial arts, it was only a conscious mastery, but his body still hadn't reached the level of conditioned reflexes.

Stepping and stabbing, quick drawing!
Like a phantom flickering in the dark night, the speed became faster and faster, and the marksmanship became fiercer, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The cold wind seemed to have lost its effect. Not only did the body not feel the cold, but a stream of heat flowed in the body.

It wasn't until the sky was getting brighter and the sun was rising, pouring on Lin Qing, that Lin Qing gradually recovered.

"Whoo~"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Qing walked towards the canteen of the barracks, holding a spear and wearing a tattered soldier's uniform.

They lined up to receive a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns. Before they had eaten two bites, they suddenly heard the sound of a loud horn.

"Another attack on the city?"

Lin Qing swallowed the steamed buns in two gulps, drank the porridge in one gulp, and quickly ran back to the tent with the gun in hand.

The nine people have already stood up, waiting for Lin Qing.

The Ten Commander's face was slightly condensed, and he said in a deep voice, "Why is it so late?"

"Sir, I'm going down to eat." Lin Qing said.

"Is there a reason to eat?"

The ten captain snorted coldly, and said with a dark face: "Enter the queue!"

"Yes!"

Lin Qing didn't argue, and quickly joined the team.

The ten husband glanced at the ten people, and there was a hint of insidiousness that Lin Qing hadn't noticed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "You guys, go to the southwest corner to garrison."

As soon as the voice came out, Lin Qing hadn't reacted yet, but saw the faces of several comrades beside him turn pale and tremble all over.

"My lord, please do me a favor. I still have a mother and a child at home, so I can't die!"

"Master Wang, I kneel down for you, please change our seats."

……

For a while, Lin Qing caught a glimpse of someone secretly stuffing money into the ten husband Wang Wa, and someone else burst into tears and kept crying.

Although Wang Wa accepted the gift calmly, his face was solemn, and he shouted: "Why are you crying? This position arrangement is decided by the superiors, and it is not arranged by me? Go to the battlefield honestly for me, maybe you can still do it." Escape for your life, if you become a deserter, you know what will happen."

After the words fell, Wang Wa held the dozen or so copper coins, turned and left contentedly.

The nine comrades in arms were crying, trembling all over, and their eyes were full of fear. Even if some of them didn't cry, their expressions were already dull, showing despair and death.

Lin Qing was quite curious and couldn't help asking his comrades beside him.

"Brother, is the southwest corner dangerous? Why do you all look like this?"

The comrade-in-arms looked desperate, as if he didn't hear Lin Qing's words at all, and kept muttering "I'm dead, I'm dead, hehe, it's finally my turn, hahaha."

Seeing his crazy expression, he was desperate for a while, and laughed for a while, as if he was crazy.

Lin Qing had no choice but to suppress her curiosity, and tightly held the spear in her hand.

This is the only existence that can bring you a sense of security!

Not long after, ten people followed the large group and walked up the long street.

The people on both sides are doing their own things as usual, but they seem to be on a road of no return!

Lin Qing found that the faces of the comrades beside him became more and more stiff, and the rest of the soldiers around them were similar.

Walking out of the huge city gate, there are hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers in front of you, and a sense of oppression suddenly hits you.

Facing the enemy army like a wave, and being in it, he suddenly felt like a tiny ant, insignificant at all!

Lin Qing couldn't help trembling in his heart, but thinking that as long as he killed the enemy army, he could exchange for powerful martial arts, he immediately mustered up his courage again!

In the military camp, even if you don't die this time, you may die next time.

Only by becoming stronger can we protect ourselves from death!
"Soldiers! Guo Jing knows that you have worked hard, but your relatives are behind the city. Can you just watch the Mongolian army break through the city and hurt your relatives?"

A steady shout resounded through the sky, but it was Guo Jing who appeared on the city wall and shouted to all the soldiers.

As the city lord, Guo Jing's most important task was to guard the city, not charge forward.

Of course, I'm afraid it's impossible to let him charge into the battle. Instead, using his profound strength to sit on the city wall can make the enemy fearful.

Hearing the shout of the city lord, thousands of soldiers suddenly seemed to come back to their senses, and they all shouted: "No!"

"Since that's the case! Xiangyang City is entrusted to you, and I, Guo, will wait here for the triumphant return of all the soldiers!" Guo Jing shouted, clasping his hands with a sincere expression.

Lin Qing looked at the legendary Guo Jing on the city wall from a distance, with a clumsy expression, but he was very sincere and convincing.

"I don't know how he would feel if he knew that the soldiers in the barracks were like this? Or did he already know?"

Lin Qing didn't bother to think too much, and immediately gripped the spear tightly, just wanting to guard his life well, and then kill more enemy troops.

"Kill!"

At this moment, a heart-piercing cry came from hundreds of miles away, and the horn suddenly rang continuously throughout the world.

Hundreds of thousands of Mongolian iron hooves rushed forward one after another.

But what came first was a rain of arrows.

I saw tens of thousands of arrows, like dense raindrops, shooting at the Song Dynasty army one after another.

But Lin Qing soon discovered that most of the arrows were falling in his direction.

(End of this chapter)